Chapter 285 Three Brothers, One Reverse Scale Again

"Boss Ye, the future is bright." Xue Huan, who has always preferred to make mistakes when it comes to the Samsara Sword, left these words that he had said to Ye Wenjing countless times before bidding farewell to the battlefield. However, unlike in the past, he was so high-spirited after seizing the sword or unwilling to give in when he missed it.

The difference was that Xue Huan's tone this time was nonchalant.

When the martial arts circles of the Jin and Song dynasties were shaken by the resurrection of Yang Songxian, the battlefield suddenly changed, making the battle of Huanqian that might not have happened in the first place impossible.

Liberation, but such carelessness. No nostalgia, no turning back, as if because I don't want to see the scene in front of me.

Who would really rather see this scene: they were once acquaintances who were fighting each other to death, and they were suspected of stealing love, and then there were many misunderstandings, and life and death were uncertain for a time. At this moment, the guilty party was refused to recognize each other...

The battlefield ends from here, and the sea of ​​suffering extends from here.

Murong Jingji caught the shock, disappointment and disbelief on Qian's face, and took Song Xian's sleeves to leave: "I'll say it again, he is not your brother." His words were as soft as the breeze, and his words were bone-piercing.

Yin'er couldn't stand by and let Murong Jingjie talk nonsense, so she impulsively drew her sword and threatened: "Murong Jingjie, try telling another lie! Let's see if your mouth is faster than my sword!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Songxian was greeted.

With a sharp glance, there was a faint cold air on the edge of the silk sword, and there was a potential murderous aura that spread to Yin'er's whole body like a broken bamboo. In just half a moment, the heroes were shocked to see that the sword hit Feng Xiaoyin's throat as fast as a ghost.

, the sword's purpose is flexible and delicate, and the advantages and disadvantages are obvious! Even though the leader of the alliance is fast with his sword, he almost couldn't stop it. Unexpectedly, after half a year, the swordsmanship is still fresh and natural, with flowing threads and lingering thoughts. Shen still looks at each other with tears in his eyes, Yun Mist

The mountain is still in my heart, but I will become a mother.

Amid the exclamations, Yang Songxian and Feng Xiaoyin were already involved in a fierce fight. If he denied that he was Song Xian because of his unwillingness to forgive Qian in the past, then he would really fight against Yin because of Murong Jingji.

Is your murderous intention revealed?! No, this is absolutely impossible!

Qian noticed the difference between the boy in front of him and Song Xian - once the boy in front of him was separated from the sword and looked at alone, his eyes were empty and his purpose was nihilistic. He seemed to like to provoke, and every time he provoked, it was all because of Murong Jingji! Even if he was

Song Xian is by no means a complete Song Xian. It seems that he has lost something...

The true energy filled Yang Feng's sword side, and Yin'er had a stern expression on her face. Even if it was difficult, she would not flinch. Qian could understand that Yin'er would never allow anyone to betray, deceive, or hurt her, so she never hesitated and used all her strength to defend him.

Go, he didn't realize Yin'er's feelings before... But Yin'er, how could I let you be involved, you are still injured...

Qian was disappointed, and the Yinhen Sword quickly entered the situation to protect Yin'er by his side. He did not hesitate to chop at the Silk Sword to suppress Song Xian's offensive. With him here, of course he could control Song Xian: "Murong Jingji,

Go back to the Alliance and figure out how to explain it to me!"

While containing the confrontation, he gave Murong Jingji a stern order. Murong Villa had no possibility of rebuttal and had no choice but to evacuate first.

Yin'er sneered and looked at Song Xian who withdrew his sword and returned thoughtfully: "Yang Songxian, there is no need to pretend anymore! Your sword betrayed you!"

Qian and Song Xian were suddenly startled——

"Is the Drinking Hate Sword really so effective? Yang Songxian, Yang Songxian, the most effective thing is the human heart and the human eyes. It was your hesitation that betrayed you!" Qian will always remember that Kuizhou

Beside the cliff in early autumn, he and Song Xian turned against each other because of his willful action. He would never forget the hurt in his life, and Song Xian, was he still brooding about it? In other words, he

I have lost my memory, but there is still a trace left in my heart...

With some doubts, Song Xian turned around and followed Murong Jingjie. He wanted to look back several times, but he never did.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye, the Anti-Golden Alliance will ensure your safety. I hope you will cooperate." After watching Murong Villa leave, the first thing Qian had to do was to ensure that Ye Wenjing stayed.

"Very good. Ye also has something to discuss with his old friend." Ye Wenjing nodded and had just confronted him. He had not greeted Wenxuan yet, and now he finally did not need to signal from a distance.

Looking at Yang Songxian's retreating figure, Yin'er put herself in his shoes and knew that Qian was sad, so she had to lie softly: "Shengnan, he should be... not Song Xian... Song Xian's swordsmanship will never be so fierce."

Qian didn't have the melancholy expression he imagined. On the contrary, he smiled at her and seemed to be relieved: "Whether he is or not, he can't escape." This forced smile alone showed the demeanor of a general.

Ye Wenjing looked at him from the side with a calm smile, which was not what he should have if he was under twenty years old. He was secretly frightened. Ye Wenjing knew a little about everything that happened to Lin Qian recently: Lin Qian was always like this in the series of disasters, changes and dissatisfaction.

It's no wonder that even Wenxuan is convinced. His experiences are even more complicated than Wenxuan's. The twists and turns have ultimately created his lofty vision and the courage to be the leader of an alliance.

Ye Wenjing sighed, and what flashed through his mind was Lan Yuze's beautiful appearance in Han Kanzhou's mansion, and the princess's beautiful hair in Lin'an Palace.

"Arrange a meeting for me with Jiang Zhongzi. Don't reveal it to Lin Qian for now. If he asks, just say that Jiang Zhongzi and I are from the same hometown." Ye Wenjing walked to Wenxuan and whispered the first sentence.

, Wenxuan nodded, Ye Wenjing turned his eyes away and returned to the dusty Leng Piaoling. She was sorting out all the calligraphy and paintings. No one was helping her, and no one needed to help her. Ye Wenjing smiled insightfully: "This girl Leng, look.

She's used to being a loner. I heard Wen Zhao mention her. Back then, you didn't want the princess because you wanted to pursue this mysterious woman. When I saw her today, she was indeed your type." Patting Wen Xuan on the shoulder, Ye Wenxing smiled.

He said: "Keep her. Don't be like me again, unable to tie the princess's heart." Wen Xuan sighed softly: "Brother actually understands that the princess cannot be tied to the life of fine clothing and fine food.

, leaving that kind of environment, the princess is like a fish in water."

Ye Wenjing listened silently, and then asked after a moment: "Lin Qian, can you find her whereabouts now? She has been missing for so many days, and I don't know if the princess is still safe. If the situation is serious, I will find officers and soldiers to dispatch her."

Wen Xuan was startled: "Nowadays, the magic sect has actually spread all over our people. If there is any trouble, we can't hide it. Brother, there is no need to worry. The purpose of the Jin people is to use the princess to threaten Lin Qian, so the princess' life will not be in danger.

However, the whereabouts of the princess has always been a mystery. According to our speculation, I am afraid that the princess was hidden in the most secret place in western Guizhou." Wenxuan noticed Ye Wenjing's worry, paused, and then said: "The most secret place

, there is nothing more profound than the Demon Gate, the residence of the Demon King, which is difficult for ordinary people to find a way in."

"So, does Lin Qian have a rescue plan now?" Ye Wenjing asked with a frown.

"The deepest part of the Demon Village is full of dangers. You may have to go through several masters to explore the road first. By coincidence, Yang Songxian probably knows the Demon Village Road very well..." Wen Xuan replied, "I wonder if he can make an alliance with us.

If you can cooperate, things will be much easier..."

"After this incident, how can Lin Qian ensure that he and the princess have a future..." Ye Wenjing said lightly.

On the way back to the alliance station, like Wen Xuan, no matter who it is, the most important thing is Song Xian's resurrection, and the second thing is Xue Huan's hidden sword.

Qian was well aware of everything that happened. If the boy in the white shirt was really Song Xian, he was just a Song Xian who had lost his memory. He was resurrected, but lost his memory. The accident that happened on the battlefield on July 18th, if Qian Shuang inquired

That's right, the only turning point happened after the golden man abandoned his body.

"The golden man abandoned his body, and the villagers thought the matter was over, but what happened that night was not over, and was still going on - another person came, and that was Murong Jingji." Qian speculated to Hai who was accompanying him,

Yin'er listens.

"Murong Jingjie, she did not participate in the Battle of Kuizhou..." Yin'er recalled, "However, Murong Villa rushed to western Guizhou as soon as it arrived in Kuizhou. Now that I think about it, she was a bit hasty. Could it be that...

Is it because he saved a dying Song Xian and deliberately avoided us?" Yin'er thought more and more: "Huh, I thought Murong Jingji was so anxious to be the first group of people to come to Guizhou just to compete with Sima Dailan.

Xi, it turns out that what she is most anxious about is to completely isolate Yang Songxian from you. While we are still waiting for Song Xian to show up in Kuizhou, Song Xian is already waiting for us in Western Guizhou?! What a sinister Murong Master!"

"Yes, she not only saved Song Xian who was dying at the time, but also spent half a year treating and taking care of him..." Qian said softly, "She has always wanted to get Song Xian and will not let go of this opportunity."

"Is this opportunity, this opportunity to reform him?" Yin'er suddenly broke into a cold sweat, "She wouldn't have been giving Song Xian the ecstasy soup for half a year, right? No wonder Song Xian doesn't know you..."

"Song Xian's loss of memory may not be entirely caused by her. It may be due to severe injuries or intentional forgetfulness, but there is one thing she can definitely contribute to, which is Song Xian's feelings and impressions of me. For half a year

"Song Xian has been in disguise and is unwilling to communicate with us. What do you think Murong Jingji instilled in him?" Qian analyzed, "All his understanding of me must be based on Murong Jingji."

"Now Song Xian may only listen to Murong Jingji's words." Yin'er nodded, suddenly feeling a little sad. Can a person really lose his memory? Including Miss Lan, who he once loved so deeply, Song Xian also forgot?

All the heroes had mixed feelings about Song Xian's resurrection. When they returned to camp, they found that Mr. Wu had also arrived after hearing the news. They were overjoyed: "Really? Is that really Song Xian? It's almost unbelievable!" Mr. Wu, who is always known for his calmness, was overjoyed.

, it is rare to have such a direct look. However, Song Xian has such weight, his life and death, Xinyu and Shengnan have always been tied together and inseparable.

"Xinyu, I'm sure he is Song Xian." Qian smiled lightly. For Wu Yue, this was of course great news.

When Wu Yue heard this, he was even more happy and scolded without concealment: "Qian Shuang! You are really incompetent!" While scolding, he was very happy.

"However, we recognize him as Song Xian, but he may not recognize us."

Wu Yue seemed to have been poured cold water on him and was stunned: "What?"

"He may have lost some memories." Qian said softly: "I still need to ask Murong Jingjie about the specific reason. She must not have expected that Song Xian would suddenly rush out and be seen by the entire alliance. I will not give her time to organize lies.

Let her tell the truth now."

The sky in the distance is a touch of cold blue.

There are still mountains and rivers left, and there are conflicts in the world. There is also murderous intent inside and outside the alliance.

The fight never stops.

During the battle, the young man in white shirt was suave and elegant. The sword moved with his heart, delicate and soft, and the artistic conception of the sword made people forget to come back. Once he left the Silk Sword, something was wrong with the young man in white shirt. As Sheng Nan said, he would not

Recognize Shengnan and Xinyu.

Beyond the shadow of the sword, there was the light of the sword lingering - he did not recognize Shengnan, so the conversation between him and Shengnan had to use force to progress.

When the alliance immediately mobilized to investigate and coerce Murong Jingjie to tell the truth, Murong Jingjie had no reason to quibble, so he showed weakness to Song Xian with a pale face, and Song Xian actually declared war on Shengnan again for this insignificant woman. The confrontation before them was helpless.

Avoid, it has been burning incense for two consecutive times.

The three brothers grew up together. Xinyu had seen Sheng Nan and Song Xian compete in martial arts countless times. He also stood aside like this, watching their respective sword and sword skills improve step by step, and watching their each other's appearance and demeanor quietly change.

The friction between the swords is the passage of time. After watching it like this for more than ten years, the light and shadow of Lin and Yang's swords was once the most nostalgic scenery in Xinyu. It is called scenery because it has always conveyed the love of brotherhood, and the love between swords.

No matter how worried I am, I don't have to worry. At that time, I thought that this would be the case for the rest of their lives, and the three of them would just wander around the world together without ever meeting their respective partners.

Xinyu's eyes suddenly became moist.

Looking back, several years ago, they were still the same two people, Lin Qian with the Hate Sword, and Yang Songxian with the Silk Sword. Their looks were both chiselled with an axe, and outlined with a magic pen. One's sword skills were generous and tragic, inheriting the ancient style, and the other's sword skills were fresh, elegant and innovative.

Path, everything around faded. The scene was so familiar that Jiao Xinyu had to go back to Tai'an back then to see, listen, and think... Song Xian, you always like to joke and shout: Xinyu, Xinyu

, come and save me, I'm about to be chopped by him! But now, why is the tip of your sword as cold as your expression? You want to chop him, but there is no trace of me in your eyes...

"You don't have to let me! Show your strength with the Hate-Drinking Saber!" Song Xian challenged.

"You don't have to escape from reality anymore. You don't even want to know your past!" Shengnan said sharply, "Have you never doubted where you came from, what your name is, and the origin of your swordsmanship?

, and why she wants you to stay away from the alliance!"

In this world, all love and hate are waiting for the same person. Yin'er watched Shengnan and Songxian meet each other, recalling the strange night outside Kuimen and the abnormal behavior towards her. At this time, she understood more clearly that Shengnan

His relationship with Song Xian has long been revealed in his sleepwalking. He wants to punish Song Xian for diving. When he teaches Song Xian to dive, he has to protect Song Xian in his arms... Maybe it's best if Song Xian falls in love with him.
To be continued...